Only one thing for it - open invitation for him to come trundling in with all his nugs. Throw some petals down. Feed him. Make a whole show of the thing. There are plenty of nugs to put a dent in Yngvi's appetite already.
(It's a really good way to get nugs to do things by the way. Just reciting every nug-based recipe. Or potential nugstitution you can come up with.)
To be fair to Yngvi, half his face is still number from the not-so-tender attentions of one Comte Emeric Vauquelin, rattling his merry way from Orlais to Skyhold in a hollowed out keg with many spoons and the remains of brandy. And everything else wedged into the keg. All his worldly goods. Various slankets. Weapons. Clothes. Traps. Oh wow look at those traps. The seats are containers of Avvar mead but those are just for him.
"Rump Roast? You talking to me now?" Look it wouldn't be the weirdest thing for a nug to start talking okay as he wheels his head to look at the nearest nug as he peers at it but nope, Rump Roast is just nosing at the dirt. "Wait--wait wait wait."
Legs where are-- right there. Legs. Legs there you are. And up he goes. And what is this conspiracy of tall people. "M'Lady's weird elf? Announce yourself."
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(It's a really good way to get nugs to do things by the way. Just reciting every nug-based recipe. Or potential nugstitution you can come up with.)
To be fair to Yngvi, half his face is still number from the not-so-tender attentions of one Comte Emeric Vauquelin, rattling his merry way from Orlais to Skyhold in a hollowed out keg with many spoons and the remains of brandy. And everything else wedged into the keg. All his worldly goods. Various slankets. Weapons. Clothes. Traps. Oh wow look at those traps. The seats are containers of Avvar mead but those are just for him.
"Rump Roast? You talking to me now?" Look it wouldn't be the weirdest thing for a nug to start talking okay as he wheels his head to look at the nearest nug as he peers at it but nope, Rump Roast is just nosing at the dirt. "Wait--wait wait wait."
Legs where are-- right there. Legs. Legs there you are. And up he goes. And what is this conspiracy of tall people. "M'Lady's weird elf? Announce yourself."